Harvey is prowling around upstairs in my bedroom. I can hear him knocking my candlesticks around. He is happy.
Frankie is fast asleep on my giant stuffed rottweiler. I hope that is a good omen for the new puppy.
Ellie is in the conservatory watching the goldfish outside. I light the pond for her every night, she likes it that much. She sits on the cat tree and talks to them.
Charlie is glaring at me. He hates my laptop, as he feels my lap is for him and him alone.
Willow is eating. If she isn't eating, she is sleeping. She is an easy cat.
Hollie is currently hiding in the mechanism of the chairbed. She likes the foam.
The Baron is working late.
It is quiet.
There are no street lights at all in our village, and as a result it is dark. We have been using our telescope most evenings since we moved here. I have no idea what I am looking at, but it is fun. I've seen lots of shooting stars this evening. I am going to join the library and get some books out on astronomy.
I have my vegetable garden all planned out. My herbs are starting in the kitchen, my lemons and peppers in the conservatory. My orange tree is ordered and on its way, and I am expecting my lime tree to follow very shortly. The Baron doesn't know yet - it is a surprise for our anniversary tomorrow.
We plan to start the garden this weekend. There is so much to clear up and get rid of, before we can start preparing the beds. We have been looking forward to having a garden for so long, and now we can start work on the garden we have talked about for so long.
I love this quiet time in the evenings. It feels so much relaxing in this house - almost as though the extra room in the house is giving me extra room to think. I can play my instruments whenever I want without disturbing anyone else. I finally have my piano back after nearly five years. I'm not as good as I used to be though.
I have just ordered some rare breed meat from an online farm shop. I am planning a huge roast dinner at the weekend to thank my family for all the help they have given with this move. I also got some traditional bacon from the same rare breed. I am looking forward to my Sunday bacon sandwich in bed now!
I now have room for all of my books. I have several thousand books, some of which I haven't seen in nearly five years. I had to store them in the loft of my parents house. I love to sit and read in the conservatory, with a cup of tea and a cat. It is so nice.
Hope everyone else is having as nice an evening as I am having. Peace and quiet to you all!
Wow! How nice, wish I was there......being quiet and reading of course. Enjoy!
Snapper | Email | Homepage | 10.26.04 - 8:54 pm | #
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It sounds so peaceful there, even the cats!
Kim | Email | Homepage | 10.26.04 - 9:52 pm | #
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Sounds wonderful!
Katie | Email | Homepage | 10.28.04 - 11:19 am | #
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Sounds as though you have settled in wonderfully!
What exactly is rare breed bacon?
PEZ | Email | Homepage | 10.29.04 - 12:27 am | #
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Bacon from rare breeds of pig. I think the bacon I had today came from a Tamworth, which is a rare breed of pig saved from extinction.
And it was damn good. The best bacon I have had in a long long time.
DMouse | Email | Homepage | 10.29.04 - 3:32 pm | #
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LOL - they saved the pigs from extinction in order that they might send them to be slaughtered for bacon.
PEZ | Email | Homepage | 10.30.04 - 12:20 pm | #
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Good choice though.
The leg of pork for lunch was amazing. Best crackling I've had in a while.
Willow was very taken with it too. She watched it cook for three hours straight and then cried for her share.
DMouse | Email | Homepage | 10.30.04 - 4:28 pm | #
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Congratulations on the move and the new home!
EVIL ONE SAYS: Your felines are evil carnivores, who will resort to flesh theft if left to their own devices.
Yeeeeesh, I don't like that word. Flesh. Yeeee, shiver.
Evil One | Email | Homepage | 10.31.04 - 11:05 am | #
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Don't I know it!
I abandoned the kitchen for thirty seconds, and Willow managed to steal the carved meat on the serving plate.
I need to eat some flesh now. One rare steak coming right up.
DMouse | Email | Homepage | 10.31.04 - 1:11 pm | #
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Obsessive Compulsive Evil One says: Beware all the pathogens which could come from rare meat.
Evil One | Email | Homepage | 10.31.04 - 8:46 pm | #
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I try not to think about it. Because if it isn't deep red I'm not eating.
DMouse | Email | Homepage | 11.01.04 - 2:50 pm | #
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I would be a nervous freaking wreck eating all that bloody meat! Heh.
Evil One | Email | Homepage | 11.02.04 - 1:23 am | #
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Posted by: | Saturday, 19 February 2005 at 19:52